Mysthero

Funny how that was going to be an assignment the captain gave.... but she decided to go off and do her own thing. Now we'll never know! I'm just teasing btw, but I think that's a great idea.

He was just on the cusp of giving up and starting the cleaning process when Miranda took over. She seemed so confidant and sure of herself even as they were both very under dressed for their duties. He may have been shit at baking but he does know how to keep a clean kitchen, as soon as the tarts were in the oven he grabbed rags and started cleaning the station... she may have saved the pastries but it was still his mess to clean. What was that lovely fragrance? It couldn't be the tarts yet, they hadn't even had time to warm, much less cook... oh wait... that's her! Oh that's embarrassing. He must've looked like a weirdo sniffing the air like that, and even more so for not talking when she had not only been so helpful but questioned what he was doing in her kitchen. "I couldn't sleep. Actually... it's rare when I can sleep. My wife used to make these wonderful apple tarts when I came home from a deployment. She used to say, 'a good pastry made with love can keep any nightmare at bay'." He gave a soft smile before rinsing out some of the bows he used previously. "I... promised I'd stop drinking last year... oh... six years ago now. So I thought I'd try this."

"Maybe someone should put me back in the fridge." Draven bemoaned quietly as some of the others began to depart for their tasks without... knowing their tasks? "Great cohesion. It's like we were all training years for this mission." There was a quiet sigh as he looked to their small navigator. "SRK, if you don't mind, please send a sensor scan report of nearby planets to my quarters so I can review them later. Afterwards you may resume normal functions.... Oh! And... thank you for keeping us safe." There was nothing wrong with showing a little gratitude, after all, unrestricted AIs being what they are these days, he's shocked they didn't get jettisoned into space. He just about finished his coffee when he looked over to Evee and spoke with the same cadence as he did everyone else. He knew there was a small language barrier, but relied on her distinct intelligence and remarkable ability to keep up thus far. "You will join me on the bridge while we do a flight path check, afterwards you'll be free to explore the ship and interact with the crew. I... think for the time being you should stay away from Lucky... seems like he's not exactly a morning person.... or a people person." As for Sonja, oh, nope, she's gone. He turned his next attention to Dr. Bloom. "Doctor, if you could send me a summary of the condition of hydroponics by the end of the day, I would appreciate it. Let me know if you need to requisition any seeds from storage." He turned his attention to Miranda who knew her duties completely and felt a little redundant for saying them aloud, but it was more so she didn't feel forgotten especially after the exchange they just had at the table. "Best coffee I've had in ten years. I was not given any special dietary restrictions from the Luanari so my assumption is they can eat the same as humans... maybe you'd like Evee to assist you tomorrow so you can show her some culinary culture?" With all that, thankfully the hullabaloo of their first-morning briefing had gone... spectacular... and by that, he means shift Foxtrot was looking enticing at this point. Hopefully they can somehow manage to not wreck this ship in the next year. "Everyone is dismissed otherwise."

I'm not stressing the tech too much. I want folks to enjoy themselves. Just, ya know... avoid dbz style god powers or androids made of nanomachines that can fix anything or omnipresent sensors that can tell what everyone is whispering in their dorms. That type of thing. Otherwise have fun, enjoy yourselves.

Between Lucky's attitude and SRK blaring protocols at everyone, he struggled to maintain a positive tone about their chances. The Evee seeming not to understand the unintentional insult reintroduced herself to Lucky and Draven could only lift his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose in quiet regard for their crew, his eyes closing momentarily and he uttered the next words aloud but not directing them to anyone in particular. "This is going to be a long flight." Draven cleared his throat and brought his hand down to take another sip of coffee. After swallowing the beverage he would attempt to clear his throat before speaking again. "Lucky right? In the future let's try keeping SRK to her designation. I doubt any of us want to have 'Warning' ringing in our ears throughout the night." Once again in unformal fashion he sat down at the table and leaned into his chair, showing a strange sort of weariness that became more evident when he had to prop his left arm onto the table with his right with some effort showing a sort of unexpected stiffness. "I didn't think I'd be the one explaining this. It was only brought to my attention maybe a year before launch. After Lunar Corporation was destroyed The Earth Federation made contact with the Luanari. As you can imagine after nearly a century of war The Earth Federation was worried that introducing an alien species into the equation would only result in more conflict. So it was agreed, that some chosen humans would live among the Luanari and learn of their culture... and the Luanari would send some of their chosen to participate in special programs and learn of our species. Evee here was selected for this unique program because she will get to witness our first attempts at deep space exploration and colonization. If anyone needs an adjustment period, I'm authorized to allow you to go back in your sleeper." Draven then started to lay out a blueprint of the ship's layout for the others to see. "This ship runs mostly on autopilot, other than emergencies or shuttle piloting, Evee will be operating as both security and in a learning capacity. So be respectful. Does anyone else have any questions before we get started with the day's agenda?"

Lewd Tabletop Games... Omg... I love this, we will speak more on this later.

Yes there's an application, I need you to fill it out in triplicate, it needs to be approved by three members before it can be brought to my attention. While it goes through the approval process, I'll need your shoe size, jacket size, and how many sexual partners you prefer. Lastly you sign in blood and submit your checking account information. Any questions? Obviously I'm kidding, we're happy to have you! Just make a character and feel free to join in! You'll be after Chiyako in the posting order! ^_^

The Keebler Elf. XD

You'd think after five years in cryostasis sleeping in a real bed would be a phenomenal reprieve. But sleep doesn't come easy to those who feel the weight of nightmares and memories refusing to let the mind come to rest. It had been two hours since he first laid down in the empty captain's quarters to try and get his sleep. He laid on his front, his back, both sides. He tried fluffing his pillows, stacking them, he even tried no pillows. Covers, no covers, eventually Draven was staring up at the ceiling when his mouth slowly opened to release a quiet. "Fuck." This wasn't the first time, insomnia claimed him as a victim but it was the first time he was lightyears from the nearest liquor store. A heavy sigh escaped the captain as he forced himself out of bed and hoisted up his pants to his waistline. No sleep, no alcohol... maybe a small snack would be the answer? The ship has a different feel at night when the daylights are down and only the navigation lights dimly light the corridors. The shirtless captain entered the door leading to the kitchen and started... well... frankly... making a mess. This was not Draven's first time in the kitchen, in fact, under the right circumstances, he had been known to produce a decent meal or two... but tonight his quest was for something that required a recipe, experience, and finesse.... none of which Draven had. Before long, he was on his third attempt at an apple tart. The first had been burnt beyond recognition, the second, the filling boiled over, and the third was somewhat close to what he was attempting... if it wasn't salty. Draven growled in distress and frustration as he laid out his fourth bowl of flour and tried to bring together his fourth batch of pastry dough. @Harmony Frost

Oh! This was suggested by a friend of mine. So... if you reach out and want to have an erotic romp with someone else's character... but you don't exactly want it to be 'canon'. Example (but not suggesting): the players for Sonja and Lucky are talking about how fun it would be for them to both to find alcohol and after a night of drinking they give into their carnal pleasures and have sex in the corridor. But they are both concerned about being fixed in a relationship or that awkward morning after feeling. Simply add the tag 'Non-canon' to your topic and everyone else reading it will know this more of a 'just for fun' writing topic. Or you can take it to Ecchitext, I'm not your mom. Lol If however you have an RP dedicated to expanding your relationship with another character, and you are both happy with how it turns out... add the tag 'Canon' to it. Do yall like this idea or find it too confusing?

((Imagining Draven seeing this tiny alien wearing a robe made me giggle/snort harder than I actually expected! )) When the door opened and the tiny shift pilot introduced herself to him, he had a sudden flashback of memory discussing how an alien would be aboard the vessel to serve as a sort of exchange program amongst their people. The confusion on Draven's face wasn't from he existence... but her presence on this shift. He thought someone so important would have been assigned to Shift A... or even B... but Echo? That didn't make sense! A comical image of Draven on the bridge with an android and alien, both half his size being his bridge crew. That had to be someone's cruel joke at his expense. Even still he smiled and returned that strange alien's salute across his chest before responding. "Captain Draven Azure. Welcome to Starfinder Evee." He offered a warm and welcoming smile to theif latestnaddjkk?%⁶when his confusion subsided and even too a moment to reach down and help her roll up the robes sleeved so they wouldn't hang off hers hands. "Go ahead and shower and meet us in the common area, we'll be having a quick breakfast, some coffee and we'll get started." With that, Draven turned his attention toWarnig. "Excelent! SRK, go ahead and print out the maintenance log and I will pass it along. For now, let's make sure everyone gets a full belly and is ready to.... I dunno... boldly go?" Realizing his reference or joke may be lost on his current audience, Draven left the locker rooms and followed some of the others to the common room. Where he was happy to see Miranda was setting out an assortment of cereals and brewing coffee for the others. He quickly poured a cup of black coffee into a clean mug before mouthing a very silent 'Thank You' to Mirage. Once everyone got settled in, he started speaking once again. "Alright folks, I understand everyone is still waking up and trying to figure out how for the next 365 days the fate of this entire ship is in the hands of a rag tag handful of humans, an android cat, and a..." He paused before saying alien, instead glanced at his folder to make sure he was saying it right. "Loonara?... Lunari?... Luanari!" He corrected himself before sipping his coffee and and allowing the hot liquid to gingerly scald his tongue and mouth and warm his insides. "It's been five years since we launched, and we will start passing through some systems with viable planets for possible habitation and resources. Our job will be to scout out these locations and either set up the colony... or... take whatever we can use to better the mission. The Earth Federation wrote me a speech to try and inspire you folks to doing your jobs about how hopes and dreams rest on our shoulders yada-yada... our names will be forever written down in history... blah-blah-blah. Look I could read it but instead let me sum it up very simply for everyone. These folks are looking for a new home and it's our job to get them there. If we don't find it in the next year, we go back to sleep and the next crew will look for a year, so on and so forth. For many of you, this is a fresh start. Let's make try and make it a good one yes? Any questions so far?"

Draven just realized his bridge crew are both half his size.

I remember Xyvee! She was such a cutie! Let's just put her at the end behind Warning! So you're up if you'd like her to wake up!

Aww! Its amazing to have you join us! Right now there is no preference! Just whatever you would have fun playing!

I know I didn't specify this as a rule, but I want to make sure everyone is aware, if you want to pare off with another character for private RP (erotic or otherwise) feel free to make a new topic in whatever section that rp takes place in. I'm gonna be pretty liberal with time and everything and I want to make sure folks aren't waiting for a "Crew Dismissed!" Before they can rp with someone. Lol Pair* I can type.

Currently tied between a fire and exploration!

Draven had already finished his shower by the time the others 'hatched'. Fortunately this was a civilian vessel so uniforms were only mandatory during launch and when the colony ship would make landfall on their new home. He pulled up a pair of gray cargo pants up to his hips and put on a black tank and his brown leather jacket to cover his shoulders. Once he was finished getting dressed he closed the locker door right when a robed Miranda entered to communal locker and shower room. His eyes glanced over her briefly as he said her name aloud quietly to himself to try and steel her name to his memory. "Miranda Steele." Despite the barely audible mention of her name, he gives a small smile a nod in greeting before pointing in the direction of the showers for her. Next to come crashing into the room was their medical officer. "Sonja Petronov." He speaks aloud to commit her name to memory, noting she seemed to forgot her robe and towel as she entered naked into the common locker room. He didn't seem all that bothered, maintaining the same small smile as he pointed to the extra towels and the showers. Their shift lead mechanic was next in the same state as Sonja but bearing much more confidence in letting everything just swing openly. The captain gave him a small nod in greeting before saying the name aloud. "Luke Pierce." Finally Dr. Ivy Bloom followed suit, taking initiative and getting showered and dressed before he could greet her. He quickly grabbed the shift folders and started laying them out at each of the crew members lockers for them to peruse at their leisure each one documenting their fellow crew members to provide soft reminders of everyone's responsibilities. While some were in the showers still and others were getting dressed he announced himself loudly to try and politely get their attention. "Good morning Crew Echo! I'm Captain Azure if you don't remember me from launch day. Once everyone's got the sleep washed off, we'll head to the common area for some comfortable seats and God willing... coffee." As he was about to continue he noticed the door opened but didn't see anyone enter right away until he saw a black bundle of energy standing at the same height of his hips. "Oh, what was her designation... uhh..oh! SRK, thank you for arriving. Once everyone is dressed we'll go over morning announcements, can you tell me the ships status?"

When I play males, I actually usually give them my voice... I know, how fucking trash. Lmao Females I actually a voice in my head for them that I can't always place.

@Warning well! You're up! We are all looking forward to meeting her!

@Harmony Frost truly I would've forgiven it regardless, it's nice to see both their perspectives separately to start! I just want to keep it simple though.

Alright folks! So I think to keep things simple and easy to follow this will be the format for the group session RP for the time being. We will take turns (for fairness give everyone 48 hours to respond before posting again unless it's your turn) example @Mysthero first @Harmony Frost second (for both characters to make things easy to follow! ) @onearmeddruidthird @BanditKingfourth @Warningfifth. This is not the permanent rotation, just for New Awakenings, that way we don't leave folks behind and give everyone a healthy chance to post. Everyone okay with that? If not give me your suggestion, like I said this is a team effort.

https://ecchidreams.com/community/topic/8051-new-awakenings/

Draven hated cryosleep, the experimental technology was deemed safe for deep space travel. The media praised it to the equivalent of taking a nap and when you wake, you'll be at your destination. For the young captain, it may as well be a nap in Hell. Five years had passed since the launch of the Starfinder. Five years since the crew of Shift Echo had seen the sun, or felt grass beneath their feet. For many it was a peaceful slumber but for Draven... the cryopod offered no reprieve for the nightmares of his past. Gunfire, sirens, screams and a woman screaming his name caused his eyes to jolt open and gasp to fill his lungs with the desperate call for air. Panic immediately filling his frame as he looked out if the glass of his cryopod... and could only see stars floating by. He wasn't on the ship!? His hands slammed on the sides of the cryopod as he became fully aware of the doom that was on him... to drift endlessly alone in space forever. The pain and fear built into the back of his throat and he released a scream that could be heard... by no one in the empty void of space. His eyes shot open and he gasped for the first breath of air to fill his lungs for the first time in five years. His eyes still wide in fear from the last nightmare he had to endure. Once he realized he was truly awake, the bright lights of the cryobay nearly blinded him as he heard the loud hiss of the pod disengaging and finally the door opened to release him from his prison. His lungs felt like they were on fire and the nausea hit almost instantly when he climbed out of the pod and fell onto the cold floor below. Draven's nude frame shuddered for a moment, then another as five years of cryosleep had started to assault all of his senses. "Safe for deep space travel..." He moved the science aloud stumbling to find his footing and stand upright. "Please Identify." The Cryochamber computer issued its cold command aloud. An attempt to test if the occupants memory had been compromised during the journey. Draven quietly groaned as the computer was almost an assault on his still sensitive ear drums but he straightened his back to bring himself to a full figure of over six feet, his pale skin marred with the scars of war and battlefield experience stretching along his right leg, abdomen, chest and shoulders. Quietly he would brush his beard with his fingertips to try and regain some lost sensation in his lower face while his hazel eyes turned to the screen. "Captain Draven Azure, Authorization Alpha, Awaken Protocol Echo." There was a towel, and some underwear in the compartment beneath the pod that allowed him to atleast warm his shoulders and protect his modesty. As the computer started to light up the rest of the cryobay and awaken the other Shift cremembers... Draven made a quiet escape to the showers to wash away five years of nightmares... and to be dressed in his uniform by the time the others would be awake.

As I said from the moment I starter this little club idea, I wanted to express how much I wanted group input on the direction the overall story will go. My solution for this will be events! Every once in a while we will have a group event that everyone participates in! But I don't want just my ideas, so here is your suggestion box! Whats your idea? A poisonous alien Nova that infects the crew and makes them all insanely horny? Hostile alien encounter? DID WE RUN OUT OF GAS!?!? Anyways here is a place to submit all your ideas.

To be honest, not sure if I'm allowed to vote but more facilitate. Lmao